User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Islands of No Return/@comment-2207385-20111108015438/@comment-4094509-20111108035235

Atty quietly got up from the ground, wincing as her stomach wound sent a jolt of pain streak down her body. She decided to go away from the hub of creatures and rest silently near the beach. She felt a hollowness inside of her as she made her way to the beach. Thoughts of the dumb ferret didn't leave her mind.

She stopped when she saw the form of a ferret stumbling across the sand towards Vince's camp. For a split second, she thought it was Pokkle, but she quickly regained her senses and found it was a dark furred ferret with a long sword half consciously dragging himself towards her. She stood still, staring cautiously at the ferret, cutlass hilt gripped tightly in her paw.